[FIC] "Colin Red Ridinghood Meets the Big Bad Ryan"

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“Colin Red Ridinghood Meets the Big Bad Ryan”

A “conducted story” by ravenousboa and mizzmeow
Pairing: Col/Ry
Rating: NC-17
Warning: mansmut
Notes: This story was written like a “conducted story”.  We each wrote a small part and then would trade off, back and forth.  This is the end result.  Know that this story was written strictly for fun.  And know that we had lots of fun writing it. ;)  Also, Ryan is not bad in this story, it's just the title.
[EDIT]More Notes:  Colin as the "Walking Orgasm" is fully Cae.  All credit goes to her for describing Colin so well! ^___^
Disclaimer: We don’t own them, we just like to play with them.

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One upon a time, there was a sexy guy named Colin who wore a red ridinghood while making his deliveries of the yummy foods that he cooked. On his way to make a delivery to his best client, Drew Carey, one day, he met up with a tall gawkish, but oddly attractive man....


who appeared out of nowhere whenever sexy beings strode upon his withered trail. He wore a robin hood type outfit and the tights hugged his long legs. Colin looked him up and down and would have liked to run away with this man, but decided to play hard to get. He tossed...


...his hood off to reveal his sexy head, and set his jaw. It was hard to look serious, when this tall stranger turned him on so. But he was not going to give it all away on looks alone. This guy had better have some brains too.

"Will you please step aside, so that I may pass, tall stranger?"


Tall Stranger replied in a dignified and gentlemanly manner, despite the run in his tights.

"Oh, might I be of some other service to you. Could I accompany you on your journey? Your burden looks... er... burdensome."

Colin cocked his head and look at Tall Stranger...


"Should I trust a strange man I meet in the woods? I don't even know your name. I might consider it if you told me your name."

Tall Stranger whipped off his silly hat and bowed deep at the waist. "My name is Ryan, oh handsome one. May I have the honor of knowing your name as well?"


Colin thought about giving a fake name, but decided against it. After all, what could it hurt to have someone know your name. How will he know what to yell out when we're...

He awoke from his daze and bowed awkwardly saying, "Certainly, kind sir. I am called Colin."

As he rose from his bow, he took note of Ryan's

large feet, and the large bulge in his tights at the crotch. So very turned on, Colin nearly swooned. He did not however and saved himself much embarrassment.

"Now that we know each other's names, may I accompany you on your journey?" Ryan winked.

Colin wanted to scream, "forget the journey lets go fuck in the bushes", but taking control of his raging hormones, he decided to tease Ryan a bit more.

"I don't know.... I really shouldn't...."

He turned his head slightly, a light pink hue rising in his high cheekbones.

He offered Ryan a bowl of his famous tapioca pudding... hoping to engage the man in some conversation, and learn more about him.

Ryan took the container that was offered to him with a wink, and a nod that caused Colin to sigh. It was...

getting really hard to resist this fellow. Colin's penis was getting bigger and throbbing harder every second.

But he refused to act needy, he at least wanted to have an intelligent conversation with Ryan, before they had a bang-fest against the nearest tree.

"So tell me, Ryan. Why do you travel in these woods? Do you live near by? I travel these paths all the time. Why have we never encountered each other before?"

Ryan leaned against a tall oak, crossing his ankles and adjusting his now enourmous bulge that was packed tightly in his tights.

"I don't travel, dear sir, I live not far from the stream in a tiny cottage perched upon the bough of the virile Sherwood Sequoyah tree. I've seen you pass by many times, only I've been too shy to approach you. Until today. It is your birthday, isn't it? I heard you talk about it yesterday as I stood under the willow and watched you pass with your young sister."

Ryan plucked a forest daisy from the ground and offered it to the swooning Colin.
"You have been watching me?" The blush on Colin's face was a furious red, that only excited Ryan all the more.

"The first time I saw you walking jauntily along these trails I was entranced by your handsomeness. And I cannot deny that my body responds to you every time I see you." Now Ryan blushed too. "I often either have to bathe in the cold stream near my home or pleasure myself to relieve my need."

"Oh...." Colin did not know how to respond to this revelation.

So Ryan continued.

"And, if I may be so bold, you look as though you could use a swim in the stream yourself."

Ryan allowed his gaze to wander to the thick lump at Colin's groin. Colin watched the tall man's eyes prance down the length of his body and licked his lips before he brain had time to preven the action.

Colin's set his

basket of cooking down and gave Ryan's body a hungry raking with his own eyes.

"Perhaps neither of us need bathe in a cold stream this afternoon." Though he was still blushing madly, his voice was strong. Ryan quirked a brow, his lips slightly turned up in a small smile.

"What did you have in mind, Colin?"

Colin, now bold with lust, stepped toward Ryan. He placed his hands on the man's sides and inched so close to him that his mouth was but a mere 2.54 centimeters from his.

"I've not yet seen a tiny cottage in the sherwood sequoyah by the stream. Won't you let me have a look-see?"

Ryan let a soft sigh escape and

nodded, his own lust getting the better of him as well. "It would be my honor to show you my home."

Ryan picked up Colin's basket of goodies, and took the other man by the hand. "I wouldn't want your delicious hard work to be stolen," he smiled, as he led the other man down the winding path to his home.

"Ryan? Would you show me your bedroom first?" Colin purred.
Ryan spoke softly as they walked hand in hand, stepping over roots and florest friars. (AHH I MEAN FOREST FLOWERS).
Deer scattered and hid as the soon-to-be lovers passed by them.

Colin hung on Ryan's every word, scanning his features, and falling in love (lust) with his blonde curls and green eyes, and his deep sultry voice.

Ryan spoke, whimsically, trying to coat the need in his voice with a layer of chivalry.

"Dear sir, the forest, as you see it here, is my bedroom. I spend many a sleepless night out here, listening to the virile night owl, who is my only neighbor. I daydream of a lasting love that will one day come along and share my forest home with me."

Colin offered a shy smile. "What do you seek in a lasting love, Ryan? Do you seek devotion, loyalty, and humor? Those are qualities that I have been seeking myself. Most people only wish to wed me for my cooking skills. I will only marry for love."

Ryan turned to Colin, his eyes wide with wonder.

"My goodness. You mean, those who have been your suitors, have been able to ignore the soft curl at your nape, the deep dimples that grace your flushed cheeks when you smile, and the . . ."
(Ryan's eyes escaped his control once again and slithered down Colin's body.
His breath hitched at the sight of the man's firm pectorals, flat stomach, and not so flat protrusion below his waist.

clearing his throat, he continued, looking away "only to see the chef in you? How utterly distasteful. Why, if I would have but one chance with you...

... I would most assuredly tell you that your talents would only be a part of you that I would love. I would also let you know that you are more that just a chef or a baker.

"I would want to make sure that you feel appreciated for your intelligence and ability to make people laugh. And I would bake you a cake for your birthday, if I knew how. Nay, I would learn how, just to please you."

Colin took in all of the kind words with a gentle smile. "You flatter me. It leaves me to ponder how I would...

ever measure up to your high esteem of me."

Ryan took the shorter man by the hands, and looked deeply into his eyes.

"But you already have."

Colin, bewildered, responded shyly, "but I feel so honored by your words, there must be some way . . ."

Ryan placed a finger on Colin's lips and shh-ed him gently.. "Just allow me to please you. That is all I ask. Follow me to ..."

"... my cottage, so that we may make love together. Consider it my birthday gift to you. Though I would consider it a gift to myself, to give you the pleasures of the flesh. Would you allow me to give you such a gift?"

Feeling very bold, Colin kissed Ryan's mouth hard. "I do not allow it, Ryan. I demand it." His smile was wicked.

He kissed Ryan again, and as the shock of Colin's forwardness subsided, he parted his lips to invite the wanderer in red's warm tongue to enter his mouth.

They shared many a kiss against the tree until Colin's need overcame him, and he stepped back, nearly dragging the tall man behind him...

"Please, take me to our cottage now. It is my birthday, and I am ravenous. But I need no cake to satisfy this hunger."

Ryan...

nodded eagerly, not noticing that Colin had said "our cottage", though Colin had not noticed either.

They made their way carefully, but quickly to Ryan's home in the boughs of his beloved tree. The taller man gave Colin a boost into the tree, making sure to cup the firm buttocks in his huge hands. He could not help but groan at the idea of seeing those cheeks naked.

And then one thought lead to another as he pictured seeing Colin's bare chest, and his rampant need.

"Colin, you drive me mad, even without trying to..."

But Colin cut him off.

"There's no time for words. Only your hands on me."

They entered the small cottage and Ryan immediately swung his arms around Colin's waist and pulled him back against him nestling his hard erection against the firm buttocks he had not so innocently fondled outside a moment ago. And his mouth was full of Colin's ear the next moment, as he nibbled, tongued, and yes, bit gently, too.

Colin squirmed in the man's arms and

rubbed against the rock hardness of the man who was driving him to madness.

"Put your hand inside my tight leggings and touch my cock, Ryan. Stroke me in your giant hand," Colin moaned, not caring if he sounded needy.

Ryan moved down down Colin's neck and gently sucked at the juncture between shoulder and neck, granting his lover's wish. Colin gasped, and threw his head back into Ryan's shoulder, as the taller man's hand worked magic along the full length of his cock...

and ground his own needy member against Colin's firm round behind. He suddenly wanted to be inside of this man, but waited for Colin's cues, since it was his birthday and he only wanted to please the walking orgasm he'd been admiring for weeks. He would do anything he was told.

Colin tilted his head offering his lips for a kiss...

...and Ryan accepted the offer readily. He tasted better than the tapioca! Their tongues danced and teased for several long moments, before the need for air broke them apart.

"Too many cloths. Take my cloths off. And yours. I want to feel your hot skin pressed to mine. I want to feel your saber hard against my ass."

"I will grant you any wish you desire, my beloved."

Ryan removed his clothing first to try to ease his shaky hands before Colin would take notice.
Then he lay his hands on Colin's shoulders and eased his wrap down his arm, following the fabric with soft kisses on the hot skin of his guest.

"You've turned me on for 3 weeks and I can't believe I have you here at last. I will do anything you like. I ache to please you."

Colin was soon standing naked in the tiny cottage

a large bead of clear fluid on his swollen purple head. Though he hardly noticed, as his attention was wrapped on Ryan's huge dick. The man was truly gifted in the area of manhood! Suddenly the vision of that rock hard sword thrusting into him appeared in his mind, and he knew that was exactly what he wanted.

"I want you to fuck me, Ryan."

Ryan's eyes widened and he trailed kisses over the man's cheek.

"As you wish darling but are you sure?"

Colin moaned at the touch of the man's kisses.

"Yes..." he groaned, taking Ryan's giant Cock in his hand and squeezing it. "You've turned me on and I can't stand not having you inside of me. Please take me now."

"Yes, yes. Of course. Your wish is my command, but I won't take you without preparation first. I have a feeling that you are going to be very tight, and I will not hurt you in a rush to fulfill my own need. Come with me to my feather bed."

Ryan lead his lover to the bed, and Colin's eyes grew wide. "This is such a large bed for one person."

"Then it is a good thing you will be sharing it with me," Ryan caught Colin's mouth into another delicious kiss. "I have a vial of oils on the small table, that I can use to prepare your anus for my cock. Will you lie down on the mattress and get comfortable?"

Colin nodded and...

crawled on his hands and knees wagging his bum playfully in the air, teasing Ryan.

Ryan couldn't wait any longer and slid his finger into his mouth to moisten it. Then slid a second in, foreshadowing to Colin what he would do inside his tight entry.

Colin whimpered, begging for the fingers to take possession of his body.

"Ryan. Please. I need you now.!"

Granting his wish, Ryan slid one long digit inside of his body, crooking it and moving it around in a semicircle. He had guessed right. Colin's port was extremely tight, and how lovely would it feel throbbing around him? He needn't imagine for much longer now.

Ryan slid his second finger into Colin's hole, and reached for the vial of oils, uncorking it with his thumb he quickly drizzled a generous amount onto his penis, and put the vial back onto the table. He quickly spread the slick lubricant all over his cock, and pulled his fingers out of Colin. Colin protested loudly, until he felt Ryan's throbbing head pressed to his crack.

Ryan pushed deliberately, slowly until just the head of his throbbing saber was inside Colin's tightness.

He took a moment to collect himself, and let Colin adjust to the invasion of his huge penis in his behind. Colin sighed, grunted, and moaned all at once, bead of perspiration forming at his temples. He relaxed under the soothing massaging ministrations of Ryan's hands on his buttocks and lower back. Then he eased his hips back, taking more of Ryan's length.

"Ryan, please. I'm ready. Don't make me wait any longer"

Ryan leaned down and kissed the small of Colin's back, stealing a taste with his tongue...

...savoring the divine taste of it, and pushed deeper inside his lover's ass. He had to stop, and throw his head back, at the pure sinful pleasure of being halfway up Colin's asshole.

"Ah, fuck! You're so big! So very huge. Give me more. I need you all the way inside me." Colin's body was trembling and moist, and Ryan could no more deny his lover than he could his own body, and he sank himself all the way up to his balls.

Colin's cock ached, and wept, but the tip of Ryan's penis had just stroked Colin's prostate, and the man moaned allowed, delighting Ryan's ears.

The taller man began a rhythmic thrust, pulling almost completely out of his lover, then pushing back in, brushing the wonderfully pleasant gland over and over again.

He took his hands from Colin's hips, where his finger nails had made cute moonshaped indentations into his skin and

wrapped those wonderfully giant hands around Colin's dick, and began stroking him in time with his thrusts. Colin panted and thrust back into Ryan's hips, enjoying the loud grunts the other man was making.

"Ah, god. That feels so good. So good, Ryan. So good." Ryan fucked a little harder at the encouragement.

Colin spread his thighs a little farther apart and buried his head into the soft pillow, panting rapidly into it.
Ryan's slick and talented hands on his penis were giving him a great deal of painful pleasure, and he was quickly being thrust to the edge of ecstacy as Ryan touched his prostate again and again.
Colin tried to yell out to the man behind him, but no words came. Only

a guttural moan, and then Ryan was no longer thrusting into him! He lifted his head to demand an explanation, when Ryan flipped him onto his back, and buried himself deep again, now fucking him face to face.

Ryan rested Colin's legs on his shoulders, and started ramming into him more deeply than he had been before. He leaned forward and took his mouth in a hot kiss, and changed the angle of his thrusting enough to hit Colin's prostate from another spot.

Colin moaned into his mouth and...

took Ryan's hands in his, entwining their fingers and squeezing them hard as the pleasure over took him.

He then guided one hand back to the aching member that had been neglected in the changing of their position. He puts his hands on Ryan's chest then, partly to suppor the tall man and partly to feel the warm skin that covered the muscled of his tight pecs. He caught a drop of sweat with his finger and brought it to his lips to taste the salty liquid, while the thumb of his other hand massaged one of Ryan's nipples.

The sight and feel of this only made Ryan thrust even harder and deeper into the depths of Colin's tight anus. His balls began to swell and tighten

and he knew he wouldn't last much longer. He began to tug and squeeze Colin's swollen rod, he wanted them to come together. Colin's grunts and upward thrusts were a definite sign of approval, and Ryan could feel Colin's jewels starting to tighten against the side of his hand as he stroked him.

"Ah, Ryan! I'm going to come!" Colin was clutching at Ryan's forearms as he writhed in his pleasure.

"Then come for me, love. I can't last much longer myself. Let's come together."

Colin nodded and they thrust wildly against each other, then Colin threw his head back and screamed

as his seed spilled past Ryan's fingers and onto his flat tummy. At the same time he felt Ryan's hot explosion deep within him. It was an exquisite feeling.

Ryan collapsed onto Colin's chest and buried his face in the older man's neck breathing hard, almost panting. Colin panted loudly, slowly coming down from the high of that intense orgasm.

He lifted his head to look at Colin, and found him smiling fondly up at him. Colin reached up and stroked the sweat damp curls off of his lover's forehead.

"Thank you. That has to be the best birthday gift I've ever been given. And if you give me a couple of hours, I'll be happy to return the favor."

Ryan smiled, and kissed Colin gently

on his lips.

He then covered both their bodies with a sheer coverlet and moved to lie beside his new lover, his head cradled in the nook of Colin's arm, their legs entwined.

Sighing lightly from post coital bliss, and breathing as one, the pair nearly drifted off to sleep, when Colin remembered

the basket of food he was supposed to deliver to Drew Carey! He sat up suddenly dislodging Ryan from his comfy spot.

"Shit! The food! Drew will kill me!" Ryan sat up scratching his head.

"What's the matter? What are you talking about?"

"That basket of goodies was for my best customer. Drew Carey."

"Yeah, I know who Drew is. What about it?"

"I was supposed to deliver it to his cottage an hour ago." Ryan chuckled, and pulled Colin back down onto the bed, wrapping him in a tight hug. "It isn't funny, Ryan. Drew will never order from me again."

"If he's tasted your food, darling, he's going to be a customer for life."

"But what do I tell him?"

"Tell him you were waylaid by a big bad wolf." Ryan winked.

The End.